Formation Arts and Talisman Arts (Part 1)
“So you were hiding your true skills.”
“You would’ve killed him even if I didn’t,” Mu Yu commented, noticing he was noticeably delighted after committing murder.
“Indeed, you have my gratitude for that. You saved me the hassle.” The youth spared He Tianqiang an indifferent glance. As a Body Severing Realm Ninth Layer, he didn’t fear “Feng Mu”. Wearing a wrathful smile, he announced, “Remember this: I am Mo Ziming, rank seventy-one on Ultimate Immortals Ranking.”
“It’s pointless to remember the names of the dead.”
Mo Ziming stomped a crack in the ground and summoned eight purple talismans in an eight trigrams formation. He linked them up with spiritual energy, drawing spiritual qi toward the eight talismans for a power boost.
Mu Yu jumped out of Southern Star Taoist Temple as they’d have likely obliterated the entire place in their clash. He saw the disciples of Cloudriver Sect on standby, oblivious of their patriarch’s death.
“The rest of you, kill that old fool!” instructed Mo Ziming, pursuing Mu Yu.
Mu Yu, waiting above an expanse of green canopies, whipped out four Greater Heaven Stage formation foundations, barricading Mo Ziming inside a wall of flashing formations.
Grinning wrathfully Mozing asserted, “Formation Sect will never surpass Talisman Sect.”
Mo Ziming withdrew purple spiritual energy from his talismans with finger commands. He turned the energy into a purple eight trigrams formation in front of him and summoned a purple hand from it. Mu Yu never expected Mo Ziming to be able to launch an attack on par with a Spirit Severing Realm opponent. Nevertheless, he rationally brought his four formation foundations together and, using finger commands, spun a web in the air. Though Mo Ziming’s attack tore through it, Mu Yu achieved his goal of buying himself some time to get out of the way, letting the landscape underneath take the damage.
Purple Spirit Palm was a Greater Heaven Stage talisman technique that focused on brute force. Heaven and Earth Net could’ve been used to capture a target or to defend as Mu Yu demonstrated.
Mu Yu sent a hundred green swallows after Mo Ziming from multiple directions at breakneck speed. Mo Ziming flexed his left index finger, executing Purple Spirit Palm again. Instead of striking as he previously did, Mo Ziming opened the hand and squashed the incoming swallows.
Mu Yu stopped his remaining green swallows with his index finger and had them circle the sky to await an opportunity. In the meantime, he performed Lightning Swift Snakes, blue lightning painting a previously unseen path toward the purple hand.
Mo Ziming felt his purple hand take damage, and more lightning bolts were cutting zig-zags across the dark sky. He had heard Zhou Jinglin mention that not even he would’ve tried to trade with Lightning Swift Snakes, but he trusted his ability to adapt on the fly.
Mo Ziming summoned a black talisman and activated the inscribed skill, summoning Three-legged Crow Langya, a black spear from the talisman. Supposedly, not even Zhou Jinglin could match the spear he gifted his disciple.
Precious magical items could act as formation foundations and were more effective since they could also absorb natural spiritual qi.
With a single thrust from Mo Ziming, he drew Mu Yu’s lightning to his Three-legged Crow Langya. Mo Ziming manifested Purple Spirit Palm again to grab the spear with lightning enveloping it and, with a vigorous whip, threw the lightning off the spear and forked it into the ground. The moment of impact incinerated the forest.
“Nice spear.”
“You’ve only seen the tip of the iceberg, hihihi.”
The billowing winds boomed as Mo Ziming struck again. Mu Yu collected spiritual qi to his finger tips and morphed his four formation foundations into a shield.
Crack! One of Mu Yu’s formation foundations ran out, leaving the shield vulnerable to Mo Ziming’s stab. Mu Yu managed to back off the instant Mo Ziming penetrated his defence. Alas, the residue force hammered Mu Yu in the chest.
“Xiaoshuai, you all right?!”
“Damn it, that hurt my chrysanthemum, you mongrel!” Xiaoshuai popped out of Mu Yu’s shirt and demanded, “Break that poo-stirring stick!”
The formation foundations that Mu Yu just used were second-hand formation foundations from Greater Heaven Caster Lu. He gave them to Mu Yu since they could no longer support his Body Synthesis Realm techniques. Had Mu Yu truly been a Golden Core Realm disciple, he could’ve used them thousands, if not hundreds, of times. Hence, Mu Yu’s tactic and Greater Heaven Caster Lu’s kindness backfired on them.
Mu Yu did have more Greater Heaven Stage formation foundations. Unfortunately, they couldn’t substitute for they hadn’t been broken in. The risk of using swordplay was too high. If he didn’t finish Mo Ziming, the latter could’ve exposed him since nobody at Formation Sect specialised in swordplay. Given Talisman Sect and Celestial Star Sect’s business, it wouldn’t have been surprising if Tian Budai suspected him.
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